As I re read some of my favourite works of Keats (in sunny Dorset) I am reminded of the links with nature that the Romantic poets had in great number. I love the imagery from ‘On the Grasshopper and the Cricket’.
The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, and hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
from hedge to hedge about the new mown mead: That is the grasshopper’s – he takes the lead …
It is a poem full of hope and wonder in the smallest of creatures keeping the earth song going while others rest. I have tried to convey the hope of nature and her renewing spirit in my latest poems, De:versify and it is a real comfort to know that the voice of this great poet still has as much relevance today as when he wrote those lines.